Okay, here continues the pattern of me writing things so I'll feel better ( Read more... )

Thought I didn't explain it very well a few entries back, I can sing in the coluratura range. Apparently. I think it sounds questionable, but Dr. Kelton sees a lot of potential there. Because of this, she has thrown out half of my semester repertoire and assigned me soprano arias instead. 4 days before the memorization deadline, I might add ( ( Read more... )

First of all, it's really weird not having Courtney here. She spent most of Spring Break at home, and now she's spending a week in Ireland. I'm so, so happy for her. But it's really weird for me. Two nights ago may just have been the first time I've slept in this apartment by myself. I didn't realize how much I was avoiding doing so until ( Read more... )

First of all, if anyone reading this wants to see Tosca, I have 3 discount tickets available. (Friday March 14 at 8 pm and Sunday March 16 at 2 pm ( Read more... )

I'm actually pretty nervous. My only stage experience was that one play that one time my junior year of high school. You know, the one with props and costumes brought from home, horrible acting, and only one performance? I realize that I won't have to do actual acting-type things for this besides mimicking conversation or bowing or whatnot. ( Read more... )

I'm pretty sure I've told most people, but a P.S. in an email from my sister inspired me to write this. After just two emails and no audition, I'm in the Indianapolis Opera Chorus! I'm only on contract for Tosca since it's the last one of the season, but I'm fine with that. The first rehearsal was yesterday. I've never before felt unworthy to ( Read more... )

Seriously, guys. Opera cures all ills. As soon as I got back tonight, I started feeling bad again.

On Monday I bought tickets for fellow study-abroader Laurie and I to see Il Barbiere di Siviglia tonight at the Theatre Royal. I wasn't about to let this horribly persistent cold stop me. I ate at the local chip shop before I met Laurie at the ( Read more... )

Upper divisional=done ( Read more... )

So, I just returned from the Carmen dress rehearsal. Andrea couldn't go with me, so I gave her ticket to Kara, one of my residents. The rehearsal was TOTALLY unlike The Marriage of Figaro. First of all, one of the lead men died Friday night, and they had to fly in the husband of one of the other cast members to do the part. They had to call an ( Read more... )